Chapter 105


    The new us


    Chris wasn’t kidding. The information about Aren and me was all over the news. Initially, I was terrified. I


    could almost imagine the headlines using Aren and me of all sorts of evil deeds against the “poor”


    executives who had just got fired. When Aren turned on the TV, I was already on the verge of a panic


    attack, but the news was nothing like I expected…


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    It turned out that the press fell in love with our story, naming Aren and me the golden couple. The


    moment when Aren scooped me up from the podium and spun me around while holding me in his arms


    had been registered and shown from every possible angle. The miraculous awakening of a husband who


    rushed straight from the hospital to save his wife from evil men trying to nder her had quickly be


    viral. I watched another news report from Lan Diamond Tower, blushing as I realized that something that


    had felt like our intimate moment now belonged to thousands of people.


    Surprisingly, the fact that thepany had just gotten rid of half of the board had beenpletely


    overshadowed by the story of the heroic CEO and his wife. I kept bursting into nervousughter as I


    discovered another article about Aren and me. I had little knowledge about what could happen next, but


    Aren knew… “We’d better prepare. It’s going to be hectic from tomorrow,” he said as we headed upstairs


    to the bedrooms.


    “What do you mean?” I asked, climbing the stairs one step behind him.


    “Do you think that the reporters are going to be satisfied with only the footage and a few pictures of us


    from the morning?” He gave me a crooked smile as he stooped on top of the stairs.


    “What else would they want?” I looked at him with question marks painted all over my face.


    “Interviews, the insights into our amazing love story. We need to have prepared answers to every single


    question they might ask,” he replied, a serious expression on his face telling me that he was already


    writing possible scenarios in his head.


    It painfully reminded me of our contract, bringing my hand to rub the aching spot on my chest. “Do you


    think that we still have that much to pretend? Couldn’t we just act naturally?” I mumbled, lowering my


    head.


    He grabbed my chin and looked me straight in the eyes. “I’m not talking about holding your hand or


    kissing you in public, Cora. Some of those reporters can be extremely well informed, and we need to


    figure out what to say in case one of them asks you about Can and the FBI investigation. They can ask


    about your grandma or if you married me for money. We don’t have to agree to everything, and we can


    approve or reject questions beforehand, but there will always be reporters trying to dig deeper despite


    the initial arrangements.”


    I sighed and nodded, feeling even more restless after hearing his words. He smiled at me and gave me a


    quick peck on the lips. “Don’t worry, sunshine. I will make sure that we’ll get through this.”


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    “Yeah,” I muttered mindlessly before heading to my bedroom. He grabbed my hand, pulling me to an


    abrupt halt. “Where do you think you’re going?” I turned around to face him and met his fiery gaze. “I just


    thought that you were tired and…”


    “I want to sleep with my wife.” Shivers ran down my spine as I heard hismanding voice.


    “But we shouldn’t… You cannot overstrength yourself,” I muttered as a thick blush covered my cheeks at


    the thought of being with him again.


    He leaned over my ear and purred, “Then you shouldn’t tempt me too much.” A hysteric chuckle escaped


    my mouth. “I… I’ll take a quick shower, change my clothes, ande to you,” I dered before darting


    to my bedroom and shutting the door behind me.


    Leaning against the closed door, I heard him chuckle at my desperate escape, and then he walked into


    his bedroom. My behavior was foolish; I knew that it was. I had seen each other naked and had sex


    many times already, but all those days without his touch made me feel as if we were discovering our


    intimacy all over again. I rushed to take a shower, washing my body with trembling hands. I was turned


    on at the single thought of lying next to him. How was I supposed to be the reasonable one when my


    entire body screamed in anticipation?


    I wrapped myself in a towel and opened the closet, searching for a nightgown that wouldn’t have the


    word “desperate” written all over it.


    “Not tempting… not tempting… not tempting…” I muttered, going through the high-end lingerie that Aren


    bought for me one by one. “How can I find something not tempting when all I have is see-through silk


    andce nightgowns?!” I groaned.


    Finally, after ten minutes of helpless staring, I grabbed my old oversize T-shirt and, fisting my hands to


    give myself courage, I walked to Aren’s bedroom. I was determined to slip under his sheets and fall


    asleep in his arms. It sounded like a pleasant and innocent solution. I was confident about my decision.


    Unfortunately, my confidencested only until I walked into Aren’s bedroom and found him wearing


    nothing but a towel wrapped around his hips. He had his hair damp andbed up, emphasizing every


    angle of his perfectly symmetrical face. The sight of his chiseled, rigid muscles was absolutely


    mouthwatering. I bit my lip just to restrain myself from making any weird noise that would betray my


    hunger for him. Nheless, I was too busy containing my own lust to realize that I wasn’t the only one


    struggling


    “How am I supposed to control myself when you are wearing this?” I heard Aren’s voice, and then I saw


    his eyes devour me from head to toe.


    I gasped and took a step back. “I thought that it was the least tempting thing I had in my closet …” I


    muttered, feeling my cheek turn zing red.


    “You wore this the first night you started living here,” he said softly.


    I narrowed my eyes at him. “H-how do you know that? I thought that you didn’t evene back to the


    penthouse that night…”


    “I came back early in the morning. I came to grab a few things from my bedroom,” he exined, a smug


    smirk crossing his lips. “The door to your bedroom was left slightly open as if inviting me in. I didn’t want


    to look but eventually gave in to my curiosity.” He chuckled, stepping closer and dangerously locking his


    eyes on me. “You kicked off your sheet andid in this shirt, sleeping soundly and looking insanely hot.


    The strands of your golden hair were spread lushly at every angle on the pillow. The way you


    appeared… It seemed like you were glowing, you were like the sun-my personal embodiment of


    sunshine.”


    I swallowed hard, having no strength left to resist the temptation. A secondter, our lips collided in a


    kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him close and moaning against


    his lips as he deepened the kiss. His hands traveled down to my buttocks, scooping me up and throwing


    me onto his bed. He broke our kiss for only a heartbeat before iming my lips again while pinning my


    hands down on both sides of my head. I wriggled under him, trying to set my hands free and touch him,


    but he was unyielding. He shifted his grip, grabbing my wrists with one hand and pinning them above my


    head. His other hand slid under my shirt, his fingers leaving a searing trail on my naked skin.


    Once he released my lips, he started kissing down my neck, sending wave after wave of shudders down


    my body. As he freed my hands, I tangled my fingers in his hair, grabbing his strands hard while he bit


    and sucked my skin, leaving fiery red marks.


    “You’re mine,” he purred, pulling up my shirt and cupping my breasts.


    I arched my back, giving him easier ess as he sucked my nipples. He kept enticing my hunger,


    teasing my sensitive skin with the tip of his tongue. I barely registered when he took off my shirt and his


    hands went down to my panties.


    “Aren…” I muttered, my fingers reaching out to touch his face.


    He stopped and looked into my eyes. He was panting heavily, his state quickly reminding me that we


    shouldn’t do this. I craved him madly, but there was something stronger within me than my desire, and


    that was fear. “We should stop…” I said, stroking his sweat-damp forehead. “I want you… but I’m afraid.


    Could we… wait a few more days?” I muttered, struggling to resist my throbbing desires. He smiled and


    kissed the tip of my nose. “I’ll give you three days, and not a minute more.” I chuckled. “Not a minute


    more, handsome.” That night, we fell asleep naked, our bodies lying in each other’s embrace, melted


    together, and our hearts beating as one. Something between us felt different, as if a new kind of bond


    had developed between us while he was asleep. Was the wall he had built around his heart finally


    cracking?